Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

Image left we honor artist Mary Selfridge. Image right we honor the Unknown Artist

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Grandmother Dana Shines This Daze, Dreaming Paves!

Leap into my heart and sea the world. Come and believe it's a tree. Hold me close to paradise. I will beam a light of love, for all to gleam, over the entire dream. Feel the heaven's flow inside of me. I will be there to embrace all you seek. And when you remember our hearts do love, oh my child of God, you must do your part. 

Whence the flower did bloom. We are going home soon. We are planting the seeds.  Watch us grow and we will beam. Where you think we are, not done. I say heaven is on it's holy rungs.  And when you think we have all we need, then you are about to plant that seed.

Hold me closer to what is forth. I will shine upon this world. Where you go now it's time to heal now it's inside your heart that is worth. Come and believe the great dream is hear/here. I know children have no fear (with love upon their hearts). And we who are elder need to bow down to children to find the heavenly fear (those without love need guidance).  

This will tell you, that this is kisses, bliss upon your sacred soul. And when you bow down it's time to feel like a clown (medicine) is telling the world. Oh it's the medicine we need.  I tell you it's time to see (the truth). WE are children on the run, if only you learn to have fun.

Where do you go, when you don't know what to do, I will be there in love.  I will embrace you close I will hold you north (shine sow brightly), to the star shows your worth. We are children on the tree.  Heaven hold me close to thee.  I know children are the view, if we long to see it too.

Think of what you need, then all will beamed near your heart and exclaim. Love will fill the air, no place that is fear, because we know all it's worth. Where you go into this time. We are children learning to rhyme. If you holler at me, I will wave the entire seas. 

Come and hold me close I will be there north, up above in the stars.  When you holler at me, I will show you the great breeze, heaven will lead us home. Each a child on the throne.  Each a dream that is unsown. If we lean on love this day, we will learn just what to say. 

Come and follow me, inside all your dreams, then you know which way to go. If you fall down now, bow just like a cow, then you will know the waves.  We are on the great journey of time. We are going to the sublime, oh yes we are. Hear my song lives in the wind. All is favored to begin.

Jump up dance with me., I will show you trees, all of us together sown. We are fabric in time, we will show you how to bind. We are suns just in time. Feel the dance upon our hearts. We are going to the place of the smarts. All the sting (lessons into treasures) of the bee (great dreams), will be in great company (because we can receive each of our relatives). 

Great spirit follow me inside all the trees, there my heart will be born. Then a time will shine, we will all be bind, to the holler in the wind. Plant your seeds and look within. You will find the heavenly bins. We are full of love each day.  All we need learn is give-away. 

Give-a-way, give-a-way, give-a-way. Then no more trouble will find our daze.  Give-a-way, give-a-way, give-a-way, we are children learning to praise.  

Hold my hand now, it's time to stand now, it's time to bind to everything.  Hold my hand now, we are sad now, but time is coming in the wind. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums from the Heart of Grandmother Dana, who says, "I am here to bring the story of time".


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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Monday, March 12, 2012

One Joy Wishing Well Finds the Golden Tree

Gather in my heart, the place the perfect part. WE have to make a start, to know the perfect part.  We are children learning to run. Gather in my heart, to feel the perfect part, where hills and valleys pour out every door. There inside of me, the great disbelief, but as time moves on, I have to sing my song.  There inside of me, I know the song is free, healing every part, just to make a start.


WE are children on the rainbow arc.  We are learning to heal all parts. And my soul is reckoning to feel the bracing of the free and I need to hold you close, just inside of me.  Feel the welling heart, the place where we start. Got to feel the free, inside of totally. And with faith we will build a new exciting world. All we have to do, is bow to the true.


Gather in my heart, to feel the royal arc. We are children on the run, over waves so free. Hand in hand it's destiny, feeling like it's bound to bee, the greatest dream we ever seen, right inside of me. Hold tight majesty, we are on top of thee. Take my hands and I spin into the mighty grin.  Happy is where I soar, when I open all the doors, come and feel the hands of mine, to hold you to the grand, stand, that's where we band, together it's a song you see, right inside of me.


Take hold to the gold, the golden path to our know, the holy arc of yesterday, come on home to play.  Take hold to all we siege/seek, the land of happy harmony, the place of yesterday home to thee. Here I stand with you, upon the hill into the view, the valley of the golden path, just inside of thee. Hang on to yesterday, but flow towards tomorrows place. WE are going home you sea, just inside of thee. Take hold of your heart, know you are perfect part, grand inside of thee, the land will set you free. I will be right hear, to know you need no fear, but love will overtake, just stand with me. 


Golden child of yesterday found the golden river displayed. I know it's time to heal our souls just in time to play. Just in time to play. Just in time to praise, it's on our way. Heaven knows the day/daze.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the heart of One Joy Wishing Well, the golden child, who knows we are on our way/waves!



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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Stand Up Dreams Holds the Steam

Lean on me, I just want to seek. Lean on me, I just want to be meek. Lean on me, I just wanna be a friend. Don't you understand sin? We must be good to everyone. even the things inside the sun (the great dreaming). We must be a great big tree, falling over (to bow) to sense liberty.  Thank you God for everything, holding me close to all the sin. Even when my eyes do bow, I must show the world to sow (plant seeds of love).


I think love needs to be on trees (money doesn't grow on tree, but love does). Growing happy and so free, but inside my heart leaks a tear, because you don't understand fear (of the law of love or God's judgement). We must be vigilant in our hearts, just to know how great there is in an arc. WE must bow to lean on love, just because it's the holy doves. And when you don't understand, how will love heal and make amends. We must forgive those who hail on us, bringing stones full of gust. I want to share with you, but you must know how to be true. You are taking all the time, how can you learn the sacred rhyme (the song from the heart). The song we sing lies upon our hearts. We cannot folly or know this arc, if we don't fly in to the sky, how will we open and realize. We need each other to find the waves. We need each other to be holy and saved. 


Can you fill this world with love? I want to know of the sacred doves. peace in my heart I sing this day, but you always seem to fly away. How can I show you the path, if you constantly laugh (at me). Don't you want to know the great inside, the holy place that our souls reside? If you stand there and think it's another day, how will you know how to save? We are children of the sacred rainbow and there is no other show. We share dreams, this place inside. We are children open real wide. We are leaning on the sacred winds, but you must learn how to come on in (come into your heart).


Think you know just what to do, how will I show you the sacred and true? If you bow with me today, we could bless all your fears away. Don't think you have enough for awhile? Think you wont' always have a smile. You just believe that mountains are rare, but don't you see them everywhere? I know you need worship this day, however you think it's all thrown away. If you look inside your heart, then you will know just how it smarts. Sting like a bee, not a butterfly (to be free). You will know the arc inside your eyes. All you think is not a disease. Love is here to know of harmony.


Keep it still inside your heart, think of wisdom it's a perfect arc. We must bow to sail the seas, and holy is the devoted please.  Bow with me and say your prayers, tell me your troubles, I know it's rare, but if you share inside your heart, then you will know how to sail that ark. Moses came to show us love, but then Noah showed us, how the world could park, a great big boat inside our sails, we just have to learn to wail/whale. Sailing over the devoted seas, means you have to learn about the disease. Yet we don't have to succumb to hate, we can learn to hesitate. Think of your brothers and sisters too, they need all the sacred clues. They are learning to have some fun, but hey my sister you are on the run. Looking over the red blood sea, not looking into the blue royalty. We are treasures in the holy arc, remember the treasure we park, the treasure at the end of the rainbow arc (full of diamonds and treasures).


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the heart of Stand Up Dream, magenta, violet, golden, gray.




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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Standing Leaf Shines Divine, One Family in the Sky

Sacred Song Blessing for Standing Leaf (whole song is waving up in sound and low in sound, riding the waves)

Where is the arc in heaven?  I find it on the tree.  Where is the arc of heaven, it's in my heart I believe.  Come and share the wind with me.  Come and share divinity on the tree.  Come and share my heart that is aware. You need love to care. When my soul lifts up to seek. I think love could be real meek (bowing in belief). We are children of the loyal clan, why don't you take my hand? Heaven has got me close to you. I know I must understand the hues (rainbow colors). But in this time of liberty, we need (gulping) to catch all those of the leaves.

Lean on me today I come, to make a heart a rising sun. I know it's true, my heart imbues. Come and catch me, I am the choose (make my decisions). Choose love this day, I say, "Come and welcome all we play, inside of heaven is here on heart (our part), hold your heart and know the girth (circle of life). Think you know of the rising sun, then you know which way to run. If you choose to lean on love, then your heart could be a dove.  Peace my brother.  Hold my hand.  Peace my brother, help us understand."

Wake up to the rising day, lift your heart to all that we say, hear the people in all they do, because it's part of the sacred true.  Where I go, my soul does kneed, up inside the sacred tree. We are children learning to run, hope you have a fabled sun (greatness within). Dream with me, this day. Open your heart and learn to play. Gift a hand in all you do, think we are miracles with a clue. 

We are broken vehicles. We think we don't know where to roll. But in our hearts we do swear, that god is here and we do care. Think brother think, your heart knows how to sink. Lift the branches high and touch the royal sky. Sisters everywhere you run, thinking of the great big sun. You and me we got to feel, to make it all come real/reel. Hold my hand sister, you know where we flow.  Hold my hand sister, I will help you (and) watch you grow.

There inside the royal arc, heaven on earth, it's a great big spark. We are chosen to lean on love, to bring it home, just like doves.  Heaven come to me this day, I want to learn just how to play. Gift a hand to everyone, to help and choose in the sun. We are gifted, the whole entire earth. We are gifted, to make a soil in the girth. Can you wipe the soul away (bury your heart and deny our part)? I think you need to play this day. Our souls find a way to pave, the golden road of yesterday (circle comes back around one again).  And now it's here, yesterday is here, we have no room for any fear.  Love will gather us true and blue, when we choose to lean on you, we are together.  One family in the sky. We are together, now it's time to realize.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the Heart of Standing Leaf, the red child on 03112012.





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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Friday, March 9, 2012

The River Inside Your Heart

There is a river inside our hearts, if only we could learn to do our part. Every color in the majesty is growing up to feel the leaves (relatives on the tree of life). We are open to the mighty winds. Don't you think we are moving in. Everything you want to show this day, is an open parade. Presiding inside your heart today.


Open the river wide to sea, the miracle of the breeze. Hold our hands together strong, for love to know the bonds. Can you feel the river inside, the waking heart of what is why? I know it's a time for us to learn, how to gift the holy urn. Purify your heart and walk this day, waking up to all that is say. We need each other to know the holy arc, the rainbow covenant be a part.


Come and glorify this world to realize. Help each other know the greatness of this show. We are joining hand in hand. Whether we understand. We are going to the mighty winds, just to show us again.  We are the river inside our hearts, because it's time to fill the arc. Let the rainbow show it's trees, the mighty wind that blows free.


Can you see the river of love, flowing from inside this holy glove (embraced). And I know truly you need thee, open handed to show liberty. Gift again, to sing your song, to hold your brother to get along. We are children of the mighty winds, just learning to blow again.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the mighty winds. Let us be a river of love once again!




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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Come Bow With Me

I bless the sacred nine directions!
Make my heart feel the beat.  Wake up to the solemn sweet. It's a miracle inside of you. It's a place where we see it true. Come and hold me close to you, there my heart will know the news. Make it sweet, hold the beat.  

Come and greet me on the open plains, there my heart will learn to heaven gain. I will show you how to make an arc (bow). Love your neighbor it's a total mark. We are coming to the hill once more, upon the mountain lives the stores. We can make it through all the winds. If we lay down and practice less sin.

We are sweet, feel the beat. My heart is meek, when we sleep. Dream awaken then you will know all the open shores, we are more than a doorway. We are more than we see. We are more than the sweeping of the royal subjects that beam (suns of kingsmen).

Lift your heart inside the royal arc (heavenly rainbow tree), heaven knows it's a perfect loyal arc (lambs of God). We are children of the days ahead. Come and lift your heart to the loyal bread (heavenly true blue). You know it's true.  You know the blue (heavenly dreams).  You have the dreams too. The difference is you don't believe in give (the great give-a-way). The difference is, you don't receive the true. Come my brother, come my Sister, look into your heart and bloom. We are children of the creation we are Brothers and Sisters, we belong together it's true.

Leap into heaven, leap into your soul. God is here to open all the windows if you believe.  If you believe. If you believe in the harmony of the tree (web of life). Come my Brother open your hands. Put your love inside the palm and demand, you are sweetness when you follow the law, love will rule every single cloud. Love will rule every single cloud. Love will rule all that is marked with love. And it's the people who will turn it around. Turn it around. Think of harmony and you will know the great beat. Think of love and all will turn out sweet, but we are children who think fear of love (and) that will not capture any of the doves (peaceful and devoted).

Come bow with me, love your neighbor this day. Come bow with me and I save your praise. Come my Sister you will hold me, because I love you forever and eternally.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the heart of Grandmother Dana.

Grandmother Dana: Here I stand to make it Man, the place inside our hearts. Can you feel the rushing waves, the sounds of love's embrace. I gift to you my heart this day, to hold you close to me. There I stand to heal all Man, because it's time for us to swim, heavenly will has bent. I bow and bless you in the winds, across the portals of time. There we sail to know the whale/wail, to learn of gifts to begin.


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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Sacred Song Blessing for Doctor Satan (Ghost at a Fort)

There is a river inside of me. I wish I could feel the sea. But my brothers left me, inside this stable comfort in the breeze.  They though I would be happy inside this place, but I have to tell you, it's no grace. And if you could follow the world in me, you would know the sadness of the leaves. (relatives.)

We are together in a place call Earth, but we don't know the sacredness of this girth. If only we could place a happy face, then sharing would not have to be disgrace. 

Could you please send someone to me, who could know of the loving breeze. Could you send a happy face to tell me I am full of wisdom and grace. But instead it's all been read, how can I tell them, I just want to be left alone (golden dog barking, the voice of brotherhood). I want to tell them, I am on the phone (in the winds). Don't bother me, when I am in the breeze. Instead why don't you just look for harmony, not in me, but inside of you.

We are together in heaven's realm. I wish to see my children running free. But as I look upon the sacred sea. I am lost at sea (heavenly breeze). I am (have) forgotten to beam. I wish I could be a place of comfort to thee. How you say? I want to know that way. 

Heaven and earth, where are you? I want to share all these sacred clues. Somebody left me here long time ago. And I don't know how to throw that stone. But I 'm left alone, not with love, but with those who don't know the beat of the heart that can be sweet. I miss my family all over the world. I want to share with them like a herd/heard. But as we listen to the outer space, heaven on earth is looking for grace.

I am written on my face. Fire of Love come out of me (the great purification). Share the distance of the calling breeze. I am wishing upon a star. Can I go home to see that far. You and me, that's what I need, heaven on earth it's a big galaxy, but if I could feel love again, then maybe I could live without sin. 

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums, Sacred Horn (Kobe) and Wisdom River Shines (Eddy) percussion and Grandmother Comfort in the Wind dances.

Story about Doctor Satan (not his real name, but what others have called him). 

Sacred Horn says, "My friend with a ghost hunter are in one room. They where trying to talk to them. His name is Doctor Satan. And he is actually not a good guy at all. Listening to their experiences, it's actually kind of scary. Why does he call himself that? He was messing with us two boys a lot when we were going up the hill. Once we told him to stop he stopped. He lives in the college or in the high school or basement, that's where he is."

White Buffalo Calf Woman visits through spirit flight speaks to Dr. Satan.
I see in in a corner, dark corner. He is sitting there with his head in his knees, he is lonely. Walking down stairs and into the room and into the room so he can see me. He looks up and can't believe someone is there. He sees a young beautiful woman. And he is a bit shaken by this being, which is me there. And he stands up and he bows to me. He is very nice. I bow to him, slightly like a curtsy. He looks in my eyes, takes his hands and waves them through my body and he doesn't really know who or what I am. He sits down, how funny he thinks I am an apparition, which is a ghost. And he goes back to where he was in silence and despair.


Hello? He looks up. I have been sent here to ask about your name. Someone said you called your self Doctor Satan. He laughs a big a laugh, then he or his head become like a fire ball, trying to scare me. And the flames seem to go out every directions, from his head. He starts to laugh like a mad man, like a devil. And he finally settles down. 


I am asking again. Why do you call your self Doctor Satan? 


He says, You are not afraid of me. So many come here to know about me. I get tired of it. I just want to be left alone. Sometimes, I see the children going up the hills and down the hills in play and I just want to run with them, but I know they are afraid. And I don't seem to know how to be nice.  I call myself Doctor Satan only to those who bother me. I just don't like them coming, because they don't understand my pain, and I stuck here and don't seem to know how to gain. I want love, but few come to know of love with me.  


I think I feel like I want to die, but I never die. I wish I could be with my family, but I don't know which way they are, or even how to get to them. I wish I could be with my family. But so many bother me here. And I died a terrible death and my head it was blow off, that's why I can add fire to my head and it's looks like a devil. Sow I call myself Doctor Satan to those who look for pain and suffering, instead of sharing their joy with me.  I wish many would come to help me, but they are only interested in my pain. They poke and prod at me all the time. I just want to be free, but I don't know how. I can't forgive. And I know I have to forgive. May be someday I will find my family, that day I hope comes soon. Thank you for listening to me, You must be an angel (my wings come out at this time). And if I could have angels wings I could fly away. I wish I could die anew another day.


I come close to him and he is very afraid. I step back because he is not ready. I tell him, I am going now, but we will not forget you and we will come again to join you in gathering. And we have Sacred Horn (Kobe) and Brayson who run on the hills as well as Brayson lives near by. It's okay to run with the boys, but it's not okay to bring your hate to them. Children are here to teach us joy in our lives. That is why you want to be near them. They don't ask anything of you, just want to share with you. And if you can learn to be nice, then they won't mind you joining them in free frolic in play.  Okay, He understands and I am leaving. I bless this space, even vacant. And I gift to you one day of bliss. And appears a table with food and many guests. He is amazed. You have one day, to help you remember how good it can be, to forgive in a time of war, not understanding that we fight to gain family in safe places. He bows and I walk up the stairs and wave good bye. Before I leave the area. I bless the sacred nine directions.

Grandmother Comfort in the Wind says, "One morning, I'm sure it wasn't just him as there were many people.  I sang for them. And it was just about their pain and how they wanted to hide away, they just wanted to be left alone, to die again, not to experience the pain anymore.  The song was so long. I sang quite a while. They just wanted to be left alone. Lots of ghost hunters who are not nice, insight anger and don't go in with love. They are going to prove something. Poor little doctor Satan, lot's of that." 

White Buffalo Calf Woman says, "Do it together. You want Golden Kobe (Sacred Horn) to hug him. That's what you are looking for from the golden child. Because once he hugs, he purify him and release him so he can rebirthed. Now, Golden Kobe, a golden child must Cleanse self afterwards even during. Don't do it alone, someone else there who can remind you (Sacred Horn) sow you can be cleansed as well." 

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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!
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